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Fleeting Dance
05:06
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Your brain is overworked
And your heart is undersung
Trudging down a well-worn path
No currency in love
An instant of surrender
A whisper rises to above
Thoughts colliding through the mask
Colluding with the glove
Saying:
Lay to rest your youth
Its shells, its shields and its cheap buzz
Drink up all you can of those sweet nights gone by
And wake up to see clearly through the fuzz
Parts are used, your nerve’s abused
Your insufficient funds
Searching for a wishing well
Or the losses that you won
The night you kiss, a word amiss
Your muse is on the run
Sliding through wide fingertips
Of karma’s hired gun
Singing:
Lay to rest your youth
Its shells, its shields and its cheap buzz
Drink up all you can of those sweet nights gone by
And wake up to see clearly through the fuzz
We dance the fleeting dance
Then we beat an everlasting drum
Yes we dance the fleeting dance
Then we beat an everlasting drum
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2. |
Yarrow
00:24
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3. |
Modern Feelings
03:27
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If there’s something that you can deliver
Get in the car my good friend and give’er
Tonight, sit tight
We’ll march over finish lines
We’ll sleep underneath the pines
We’ll give faces to all of the nameless
The blameless
Modern loss and modern healing
We’ll learn to live with these modern feelings
If the past it is piled too high
There’s a mask that you have not tried
We flew through the breaking skies
We grew into each disguise
We choose every fruit that we’re tasting
And wasting
Modern loss and modern healing
We’ll learn to live with these modern feelings
If the mask doesn’t fit the crime
Through the glass we can gently climb
Modern loss and modern healing
We’ll learn to live with these modern feelings
If the past it is piled too high
There’s a mask that you have not tried
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4. |
Trying 2 Grow
03:17
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I’ve been trying to grow things
Not having too much luck
I planted a few seeds
But they needed more love
Than I could give them
I’m always away when the sun comes out
Swimming in lakes and sleeping in backyards
Not thinking about the impending drought
I’ve been trying to cut back
On my levels of excess
I’ve done a few good deeds
But they needed more strength
Than I could give them
I always run away when I get too far
When the backyard starts to rumble
I’ll be headed to the nearest bar
I’ve been trying to wake up
From this dream I had
I get so close to the border
And then I’m always running back
I’ve been trying to wake up
From this dream I had…
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5. |
Molly
02:36
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Molly was uptight
She went overboard
To feed an appetite
Of feelings unexplored
Singing:
Gimme a sign of the time
Is it four, is it three is it five?
Gimme a sign of the time
Is it four, is it three or is it five?
You, you and I
You and I alone
You, you and I
You and I alone
You and I
You and I alone
So alone!
Molly had to fight
To make it on her own
She did shine so bright
When the boys upstairs went home
Singing:
Gimme a sign of the time
Is it four, is it three is it five?
Gimme a sign of the time
Is it four, is it three is it five
Is it yours, is it mine?
It is time
L’oeil dans la main
Et la main dans la tête
You, you and I
You and I alone
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A Good Thing
03:40
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She’s looking for a good thing
One that takes up all her time
And gives her a good excuse
To get the hell out on Saturday night
She wants to know nothing
About the writer behind the lines
To get lost in a plot
That grows without thought
Like blackberries on a vine
She gets to feelin’ fine
But she’s not who you thought
You would find
No she’s not who you thought
You would find
She’s way up here
And you’re so far behind
She’s dancing on the table
She’s drinking all the wine
And putting to good use
All that she’s worked for
It’s Saturday night
She wants to know something
About the wrongs that lead to a right
And to knock down the blocks
That locked out her thoughts
A child holding up a sign
She’ll get along just fine
But she’s not who you thought
You would find
No she’s not who you thought
You would find
She’s way the hell up here
And you’re so far behind
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June
03:34
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Oh dear June
You grew up too soon
Painted on a brave face
You doubled up your pace
Headed out into a small world
Makin’ money like a big girl
A mouth to feed and some pills to take
What you don’t love you can always fake
You watched your mama she did just the same
While your daddy he was just a name
You heard her curse it as the darkness grew
It chewed her up and then it came for you
Are you sleeping June
Under a crescent moon?
When the night is cold
Do memories unfold?
A quilted blanket that your grandma made
In your arms a little baby lay
Or the summer when you turned fifteen
The way he told you that you were his queen
When things got heavy you turned out the light
You turned around and you took to the night
You did the thing you know you should not do
You turned to stone and now they’re stoning you
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8. |
Blue Line
03:35
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Blue line
We’re riding on the blue line
Blue line
We’re riding on the blue line
I can’t seem to make all these
Pieces come together
Do re mi will set you free
When darkness is our cover
Ain’t no forest through the trees
We’re rollin’ in the heather
One true thing that you can’t see
You can’t afford to love her
Blue line
We’re riding on the blue line
Blue line
We’re riding on the blue line
Paint me in colour and pay me in cash
I know that you know we’re not going back
Blow every dollar and spend all the stash
If money can break us, then honey we’ll crash
Blue line
We’re riding on the blue line
Blue line
We’re riding on the blue line
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Cut & Paste
04:54
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Grace lies in the sand
While the girls play in the waves
They go too far out
But always come back
Laugh a liquid song
Get their feet all black
The sun is kissing your face
And falling sweetly on Grace
Cut and paste
A summer day
Mend this night
With your moments of Grace
Grace touches your hand
While the girls sit in the back
They get too wound up
But always come down
Sing a stupid song
As you roll out of town
And drift into a space
You’re at home with your Grace
Cut and paste
Mend this night
With your moments of Grace
Cut and paste
A lovely day
Mend this night
With your moments of Grace
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Between the night and the day
Slip from the light to the grey
Will you know (I don’t know)
What to say
When the now (What is now?)
Calls your name?
The only guide is your own pain
A cog in the wheel, a link in the chain
We can’t know (I feel cold)
What’s to gain
Personne ne sait si l’enfer est sur terre
Time is falling, dust escapes
You will never be that way
Time is falling, dust escapes
You will never be the same
Personne ne sait si l’enfer est sur terre
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